Corn Fed Lyrics - Singles - Shannon Brown

Corn fed 

We don't flip the bird, we don't cuss and scream 

When the cars don't move when the light turns green 

We don't lock our doors when we leave the house 

There ain't nobody here that we'd keep out 

That's the way we do it in our town, yeah 

You never hear me apologize 

For growin' up strong, growin' up right 

Livin' life by the Golden Rule 

Say, "Yes, Ma'am, thank you" 

Green fields for miles an' miles 

Ain't nothin' but country on the radio dial 

I thank the good Lord I was born an' bred 

Corn fed 

Ain't no burnin' flags on our Court House Square 

You see Old Glory flyin' everywhere 

There ain't no Valley joint with five-star atmosphere 

Daddy's home grown beef's what's for dinner here 

An' we wash it down with a tall, cold beer, yeah 

You never hear me apologize 

For growin' up strong, growin' up right 

Livin' life by the Golden Rule 

Say, "Yes, Ma'am, thank you" 

Green fields for miles an' miles 

Ain't nothin' but country on the radio dial 

I thank the good Lord I was born an' bred 

Corn fed 

Corn fed 

Rooster crows, six a.m. 

John Deere pulling that plow again 

Spit on your face, hands in the dirt 

Ain't nothin' better on God's great earth 

You never hear me apologize 

For growin' up strong, growin' up right 

Livin' life by the Golden Rule 

Say, "Yes, Ma'am, thank you" 

Green fields for miles an' miles 

Ain't nothin' but country on the radio dial 

I thank the good Lord I was born an' bred 

Well, I thank the good Lord I was born an' bred 

Corn fed 

Corn fed 

Corn fed 

Corn fed